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Amazon prime days

Amazon Prime Days today and tomorrow with a free month’s trial membership, so you can read XaW Files: Beyond Humanity for free online, if you like zany pagan theme comedy and poetry. Here’s one of 202 episodes, structured to the X-Files episodes, with the book a loose parody (focused more on the mind and coincidence than UFOs… unfortunately… some documentaries got me back interested in aliens soon after publishing!):

Chapter 8 Episode 6

‘greenY, I am Grendel, I think we must be related from sharing our first three letters.’

‘Werewolf who often wants to be a wolf, I am Beowulf. I think we must be related.’

Grendel Rings Our Bell

How did I become embroiled in a struggle between the main protagonist and antagonist of the oldest surviving Anglo-Saxon epic poem. Oh yes, it started because were (sic) in Denmark, and the saga is mainly set in that country, with Grendel having  attacked the mead hall in the Danish court of King Hroðgar

Then in the last episode of this epic tale we cracked open the mead! I should have known it would attract Grendel, what with this being an X Files parody, but a lot of mead has passed under the bridge since then, so I didn’t think it would create a row between Grendel and Beowulf. 

We had been enjoying ourselves, as described in the last episode, when there was a knock on the door. It was Grendel asking for a month’s supply of our mead:

‘They say mud sticks
and Mjød sure kicks
im-mead-iately a treat
smell that’s hard to beat
so sweet a taste
shouldn’t go to waste.’

Sitting on the Fence in Odense 

Grendel had just finished his soliloquy, when there was another knock on the door. Yes, you might have guessed, it was Beowulf. He delivered his opening line as written at the start of this episode, before asking that we hand Grendel over to him, as he is supposed to have been dead for many centuries.

I had just asked Chris and Mads for their advice, when there was another knock on the door. I opened it, and saw it was a woman who looked like an older Grendel.

‘Hello, I’m looking for my son,’ she said. ‘I followed a scent of mead here, and know he is only too fond of the sweet stuff. His name is Grendel, and I sense yours is greenY by your look; so you may be doubly interesting to him, because he thinks everybody that has a name like him is related.’

Just then there was a commotion inside, and when I looked behind myself, I could see Chris and Mads trying to separate Beowulf and Grendel, who had obviously started tussling. 

Norse God Not Happy with Noise

I was wondering what to do next when a thunderous voice spoke down to us, stopping the mortal enemies in their tracks. 

‘Oh what a din,’ said Odin. ‘Odense is supposed to be a quiet holy city for my worshippers, with the name deriving from Odins , meaning “Odin’s sanctuary”.

‘Hello Odin,’ I said. ‘Thanks for your help. I was wondering what to do with our visitors, and didn’t know Odense was named after you. I thought it looked more related to Denmark, but apparently that has a totally different etymological origin.’

‘I can handle my son myself thank you Odin,’ said Grendel’s mother. ‘As long as he hasn’t had any of that mead yet he should be fine once I get him out of the house, and back home.’

‘I think that is the best solution,’ Odin said. ‘Please allow Grendel’s mother access to your house greenY, and let her take Grendel home. Goodnight all, and hopefully I’ll be able to get my precious sleep now.’

‘Goodnight Odin,’ we replied.

So that’s what happened, with Grendel and his mother going home quietly; well, apart from her giving him a bit of a row and a clip around the ear as they walked down the street.

References

As told in the surviving epic poem, Beowulf was the son of Ecgtheow, a warrior of the Swedish Wægmundings. Ecgþeow had slain Heaðolaf, a man from another clan named the Wulfings (according to Scandinavian sources, they were the ruling dynasty of the Geatish petty kingdom of Östergötland). Apparently, because the victim was from a prominent family the weregild was set too high, and so Ecgþeow was banished and had to seek refuge among the Danes. The Danish king Hroðgar generously paid the weregild, and had Ecgþeow swear an oath.

Like our rambles, the story of Beowulf and Grendel is thought to contain some real people in a fictional story.

Irkutsk Fantasy Travel Prose and Poem

After a couple of months and eight chapters/episodes virtual travelling by Google Maps greenYgrey has reached the more populated west of Siberia. Irkutsk is an important city on the trans-Siberian highway and trainline. gYg is still travelling with Alexander Sibiryakov.

J.K. Rowling (of gYg world) Introduction

Hi, it’s G.G. Howling, fiction writing correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by highly successful writer J.K. Rowling.

The new chapter of the X Files parody begins with thoughtful information mixing the greenYgrey rebranding with Irkutsk maps and symbols, before Bert the butterfly enters the story.

After a tad too much time travelling, the episode ends with a little literary nonsense poem that rhymes A-B-A-B-A-B-A-B-A-B.

XaW Files Chapter 1 Episode 9

I felt at home looking at the Irkutsk map, as it seemed to have everything that the new rebranding of the greenYgrey has to offer, with large areas of green and grey, and a yellow Y shape in the middle.

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I also liked the Irkutsk coat of arms, featuring Dauria the Siberian tiger amongst lots of old-fashioned greenygrey, but not so much that it was carrying a sable.

Irkutsk (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms (1790)
Irkutsk (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms (1790) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I liked the greenYgrey Irkutsk Oblast district one better:

English: Nizhneilimsk rayon (Irkutsk oblast), ...
English: Nizhneilimsk rayon (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms Русский: Нижнеилимский район (Иркутская область), герб (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A butterfly called Bert then got in on the greenYgreying act, so I asked him if he’d seen anything of our Wolfhol.

He said there was a lot of greenygreyness around Irkutsk, but he didn’t know if any of it had been created by Andy. We looked all around the city, but couldn’t find any signs of Wolfhol, so Bert asked if we’d fancy some time-travelling.

The club in Irkutsk, Russia in the early 1900s
The club in Irkutsk, Russia in the early 1900s (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We jumped at the chance, and were soon flying through time. However, we must have jumped too high, and found ourselves back in the early 1900s club.

It looked a lovely design,
but wasn’t really Wolfhol’s style,
I looked for an immaculate sign,
with horses waiting a while,
Sibiryakov had a glass of wine,
while Bert fluttered for a mile,
I suggested we follow the line,
down the street in single file,
and if we don’t find Wolfhol it’s fine,
at the arc we’ll take another time trial.

Link for Amazon book and kindle.

Link for multiple Ereaders at Smashwords.
Link for multiple Ereaders at Smashwords.

Scientific Evidence for Greenygrey Creation Myth?

Hi, it’s Tony Loboinson, history expert at the Greenygrey when I’m not being Baldrick. Reading yesterday’s blog about how greenygrey rainforests are good for life reminded me of the Greenygrey creation myth.

How Green and Grey Help Natural Life

First of all I looked up how the green and grey works together, and found this clear and concise explanation on the Amazon Center website:

‘The movement of minerals in this nutrient recycling from living to non-living, and back to living systems is strongly influenced by temperature and rainfall patterns. Water is essential for the uptake of minerals through the roots of plants, so rainfall is an essential part of the cycle.’

On Green Lake Trail, Mt Rainier.
On Green Lake Trail, Mt Rainier. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There is a fine balance in nature though, as in the Greenygrey and Folding Mirror poetry; and as we’ve been seeing in the UK this summer, you can have too much of a Greenygrey good thing:

‘However, too much rain can cause leaching of essential minerals from the leaves.’

PARA STATE, BRAZIL - JUNE 11: A lone remaining...
PARA STATE, BRAZIL – JUNE 11: A lone remaining Amazon rainforest tree stands in a deforested section of Amazon rainforest on June 11, 2012 in Para state, Brazil. Although deforestation in the Brazilian Amazon is down 80 percent since 2004, environmentalists fear recent changes to the Forest Code will lead to further destruction. Around 20 percent of the rainforest has already been destroyed. The Brazilian Amazon, home to 60 percent of the world’s largest forest and 20 percent of the Earth’s oxygen, remains threatened by the rapid development of the country. The area is currently populated by over 20 million people and is challenged by deforestation, agriculture, mining, a governmental dam building spree, illegal land speculation including the occupation of forest reserves and indigenous land and other issues. Over 100 heads of state and tens of thousands of participants and protesters will descend on Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, later this month for the Rio+20 United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development or ‘Earth Summit’. Host Brazil is caught up in its own dilemma between accelerated growth and environmental preservation. The summit aims to overcome years of deadlock over environmental concerns and marks the 20th anniversary of the landmark Earth Summit in Rio in 1992, which delivered the Climate Convention and a host of other promises. Brazil is now the world’s sixth largest economy and is set to host the 2014 World Cup and 2016 Summer Olympics. (Image credit: Getty Images via @daylife)

Greenygrey Creation Myth

And after that explanation about how the Greenygrey creates, here’s a Folding Mirror poem about the Greenygrey creation myth from Greenygrey history now sited on the fmpoetry website:

When Earth and Sky are as One

Father Sky
riding high
except times
when its cirrus
fly amongst
mountain forests
and pea soup
joins it to Earth

Tis the time of Greenygrey

Sky is within reach
touch the void
swirling seraphim
seaside fog
rolling in estuary
islands bliss
giving birth
Mother Earth

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211 Posts on FMPoetry, 121 Poems Book

The posts on this site list has just been updated, and there are now 211 poems on this site. Thanks to everybody who has written and read the poems.
Marc Latham is hoping to publish 121 Folding Mirror poems on Amazon Kindle soon. The poems are those written after Marc Latham’s first poetry collection was published by Chipmunka.

Werewolf of Oz Free Loan and WWF Earth Hour

 

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. Sorry there hasn’t been much activity here lately, but the call of the wild (hot spring sun) took us off to the mountains for a few days. There’ll hopefully be some photos online soon, and you’ll be informed as soon as possible afterwards. I’ve topped up my vitamin D after the winter hibernation (and our [Green and Grey] time apart of course), so I’m feeling full of vitality.

Free Werewolf of Oz Book 

Grey’s epic comedy-fantasy magic-realism Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps book will be free to download for Amazon Prime customers tomorrow and Monday. 

Amazon Prime has a free month’s trial running if you don’t already have it. Amazon also has an app for computers, so you don’t have to own a kindle.

The times when it’s available are from 12am (midnight) Sunday Pacific time (America), which is 2am Eastern time (America), 7am UT/GMT (UK). Some of Europe is an hour later than UT/GMT, and India is 5.5 hours ahead. Australia is 8 hours ahead of UT/GMT on the west coast (where Grey started its Ozyssey), and 11 hours on the east coast (where Grey’s Ozyssey reached a thrilling conclusion). New Zealand is half a day ahead of UT/GMT at 12 hours. It’ll be available for two days until midnight on Monday Pacific time.

WWF Earth Hour

Another epic global event is happening today, with WWF’s Earth Hour taking place across the world. People are turning their lights off across the world between 8.30 and 9.30pm UT/GMT. Save money and energy: sounds like a good idea. Enjoy!

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Plans for the Future: the Post-Oz World

Go to the Future
Go to the Future (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi, it’s the Greenygrey. We’re busy promoting Grey’s epic Ozyssey, but thought we’d let you know what’s coming up in the Greenygrey world.

Free Amazon Kindle Prime Days

Firstly, the epic poetic comedy Werewolf of Oz satire has been enrolled in the Kindle Select programme, so there are five days when it will be free to download for Amazon Prime customers. Amazon often run free trials for Prime, so there may be one running then if you don’t have it. The selected free days are:

  • 2 days: April 1st 12am Pacific Standard Time – April 2nd 11.59pm
  • 2 days: May 5-6
  • 1 day: June 2nd

    (Pacific time is UTC/GMT  – 7 hours)

We will also be blogging the book here, thinking about three episodes a week, with Grey discussing its memories, and explaining how it was made, and how the finished book differs to its fantasy road journal account.

Free North American Werewolf Fantasy Travel Book

Also, if anybody would like a PDF or Word copy of our North American Rambles please leave a comment here with North American Rambles in the heading, or send us a message at the Greenygrey website.

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Werewolf of Oz final episode and published on Amazon

Hi, it’s Grey. I’m delighted to tell you that my last Werewolf of Oz blog has just appeared, and we’ve also managed to import it into the Greenygrey world for you. We’ve also got it published on Amazon in a digital format, and there are links at the end of the blog. There’s a preview available on Amazon.com, but not on Amazon.co.uk yet. Thanks for joining me on my journey.

And without further ado,
I’m pleased to bring you,
the last Werewolf of Oz to view.

In flight the wedged tail is clearly visible
In flight the wedged tail is clearly visible (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

142.  The End: of the Werewolf of Oz Era

It was Tazzy! I squawked with joy before flying down to meet him; whereupon I changed back into a more recognisable werewolf form. We greeted before I asked him what he was doing here.

Tazzy said he often swam up this way; after all, it is the Tasman Sea.

I laughed, before exclaiming, ‘Of course!’ The last riddle of the ramble had been solved… as far as I was concerned. What about you?
I now felt free to return to the Greenygrey world.

Tazzy was continuing north, so I shapeshifted into a dolphin-friendly tuna and swam with him.

We swam side by side
until he dived beneath
to turn around
at top of Barrier Reef;
my original Oz
landmark brief;
we happily said goodbye
finality’s welcome relief.

I jumped out of the water and shapeshifted into a wedge-tailed eagle for the long flight back to a long awaited reunion with Green in the Greenygrey world.

Two years in the writing
sometimes flying, mostly hiking
Werewolf of Oz kept moving
experiencing, shapeshifting, grooving.

I’m amazed and pleased to say that the Werewolf of Oz is now available in an edited, chronological digital format with 4000  extra words on Amazon:

Amazon co.uk

Amazon com 

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Werewolf Grey searches for Collie Dog Twins

Hi, it’s Grey. My blog about the aftermath of Bri’s Bane has appeared on the Oz blog, and we’ve imported it here in super quick time. It was a traumatic time, but there was BUNdles of fun at the end. It is copied below.

We are also excited to tell you that March 20th, the spring/autumn equinox, has been chosen as a release date for the whole edited and improved Werewolf of Oz book on Amazon Kindle. Here’s episode 136 of 142:

Border Collie

I rose into a mix of joy and relief; sadness and loss. Many had given their lives on Greenslopes. I was relieved that Angry, Cathy and Elle quickly joined me, and to see they were all in good health. Aussie and Digger soon turned up as well, and were looking swell; Aus said it had only received a flesh wound. Then Vombat the Wombat pushed its way through the crowd, with a relieved look on its face. I could see Brian and Emily with the chinchilla survivors, but where were the Collie twins?

Searching for the Collie Twins

I asked the others if they’d seen the Collies. Digger said they’d been fighting heroically the last time it’d seen them, which was near the end of the battle. None of them had seen the Collies at the end of the battle. I started walking down the hill, looking through the bodies, dreading finding the Collies in a bad state.

A cascade of cheers rolled down from the top of the hill. I looked behind me and was filled with relief: the Collie twins were alive and well, and being carried along by a crowd of chinchillas. I rushed up the hill to them, and saw they were all eating buns.

I made my way through the munching mass, and asked the twins where they’d been. Ollie was too busy bun-munching above the bunch to hear; but Colin said that when the fighting finished they noticed a rich bun seam had been exposed by all the disruption, so they’d straightaway started bun-mining to feed the hungry survivors. Colin handed me a freshly mined rough-cut bun.

I laughed and thanked him, before biting into a bun that tasted just as delicious as those I’d eaten in Bunbury.

As I savoured the taste, and memories of Ozyssey evoked, I thought how Bunbury and Bri’s bane were on different sides of Oz, but would be quite close together in a dictionary. I thought there must be a lesson there somewhere, but was too busy bun-munching to brainwave.

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